Yuan Xiaolou was sitting cross-legged, practicing the ghost technique taught to her by her grandfather.
Yizhuang is originally a place where Yin Qi is extremely strong.
This former Marquis Mansion was once again set up by an expert to gather the spirit gathering array. The yin energy was a hundred times richer than that of ordinary Yizhuang, making it the most suitable place for practicing ghostly and evil arts.
The wisps of Yin Qi are invisible to the naked eye, and it is difficult for ordinary cultivators to detect the subtle changes in Yin Qi.
However, masters who practice ghost magic can feel the subtle changes in Yin Qi through the connection between the breath inside the body and the external Yin Qi.
Yuan Xiaolou's cultivation was quite smooth. She absorbed more yin energy in more than an hour here than she usually did in three days of meditation.
While she was absorbing the yin energy eagerly, she suddenly felt that the rich yin energy in Yi Zhuang began to fluctuate.
When cultivators meditate and practice, they absorb spiritual energy from the outside world through secret methods.
The method of absorption is similar to the whirlpool that appears in the water, and the surrounding spiritual energy will be absorbed involuntarily.
Originally, the Yin Qi in Yizhuang was swirling around Yuan Xiaolou's body, but now there seems to be a second vortex absorbing Yin Qi in Yizhuang.
Yuan Xiaolou was a little surprised, thinking that he felt wrong, and immediately activated his spiritual consciousness to investigate.
With his tentacle-like consciousness, he soon found out that he had not felt wrong. There was indeed a mysterious force absorbing the Yin Qi in Yizhuang.
And the speed of absorption far exceeds that of Yuan Xiaolou.
The devouring power of this force was so terrifying that Yuan Xiaolou was shocked.
But then I felt that this devouring power seemed a little familiar.
Yuan Xiaolou opened his eyes.
Just when I was about to call my grandpa, I found that my grandpa, who was supposed to be sleeping with his rice pail in his arms, had already sat up.
There was a strange light in the eyes of the old storyteller, and it was obvious that he had also discovered the mysterious power that absorbed Yin energy that appeared in Yi Zhuang.
Yuan Xiaolou walked up to the old storyteller and whispered: "Grandpa, this power is so familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere."
The old storyteller didn't speak, he already knew where this power came from.
He murmured: "The thing I was most worried about happened."
After saying that, he immediately packed his bags, picked up the bamboo pole and cloth curtain, and whispered: "Go, go, go quickly, don't disturb the other party."
Yuan Xiaolou said: "Who is the other party? Is it the mysterious expert who set up the spirit gathering circle here?"
The old storyteller said: "It should be him. We can't afford to offend him, so it's better to leave."
Originally planning to stay in this yizhuang for ten days and a half, Yuan Xiaolou took out all the daily necessities and placed them in the corner of the lobby.
Now she hurried over and planned to pack up the firewood, rice, oil, salt, pots and pans and take them away.
The old storyteller whispered: "What time has it been! Why do you need those junk things! Get out of here quickly... Fan Tong, get up quickly..."
At this point, the old storyteller's voice stopped abruptly.
Because he felt that the mysterious power that absorbed and swallowed Yin Qi disappeared.
It was still snowing heavily outside, and suddenly, countless snowflakes were blown in by the wind from the main entrance of the lobby.
The old storyteller's face changed drastically. He seemed a little wary of the other party, but he still took a step forward and stood in front of Yuan Xiaolou and Fan Tong.
A hoarse, low, and somewhat evil voice slowly sounded out.
"It's snowing late at night and the wind is as cold as a knife. Where are you two going?"
The expression of the old storyteller changed again.
He looked at the snowflakes falling outside the door and said hoarsely: "Master, I and my granddaughter lived in Tianshui City and had no money to stay in a hotel, so they stayed in Yizhuang temporarily. I didn't expect that you would be here to repair.
Please forgive me for any inconvenience!"
The other party asked: "Who are you?"
The old storyteller said: "We are just ordinary mortals passing by. Let's say goodbye. Let's say goodbye..."
The other party has no intention of letting them go.
He gave out a sneer and said: "Hahaha, ordinary mortal? You can deceive others, but you can't deceive my eyes.
The little girl behind you has unfathomable cultivation. Just now she was absorbing yin energy and practicing ghost arts.
Are there any ordinary people in the world who practice this way?
I will never be forgiven if you discover my traces tonight."
When Yuan Xiaolou heard this, he jumped in front of the old storyteller.
The old storyteller was shocked and shouted: "Girl! Don't be impulsive!"
Yuan Xiaolou had never seen his grandfather fight with others. Although his grandfather said that he was the leader of some Huangtian organization, Yuan Xiaolou didn't care about the Huangtian organization.
In her mind, grandpa is an old liar who cheats.
At this moment, the other party seemed to have no intention of letting the two of them go, and Yuan Xiaolou immediately rushed out to protect his grandfather.
She said: "I am a cultivator, but my grandfather is not. Please show your respect and let us go. We promise not to tell anyone that our senior is practicing here."
The other party sneered: "Only the dead can keep secrets!"
As soon as the voice fell, a green will-o'-the-wisp appeared in the yard outside the lobby.
The will-o'-the-wisp made a ghostly roar and flew toward Yuan Xiaolou, who was standing inside the main entrance of the lobby.
Yuan Xiaolou pointed his swords together and yelled angrily. A black light shot out from his fingertips and struck the ghostly fire in an instant.
With a pop, the Netherworld Ghost Fire shattered and turned into countless tiny green fireballs.
These green fireballs did not dissipate, but continued to fly towards Yuan Xiaolou, faster and more powerful.
Yuan Xiaolou's wonderful eyes narrowed, and his palms suddenly clasped together.
Chant the mantra quickly.
At the moment when countless tiny will-o'-wisps were about to hit Yuan Xiaolou's body, a green figure suddenly appeared in Yuan Xiaolou's head, just like her soul.
The green figure expanded rapidly and suddenly opened its huge mouth and swallowed up all the small will-o'-the-wisps that came towards it.
Immediately, the green figure quickly retracted into Yuan Xiaolou's body.
"babble!"
The mysterious man made a sound, seeming very surprised.
He said hoarsely: "Nine Yuan Soul Devouring Curse? Little girl, where did you learn this ghost magic?"
Yuan Xiaolou is kind, but that doesn't mean she will let others take advantage of her.
Now this mysterious master is going to kill himself and his grandfather if they disagree with each other. He must be a bad guy.
When facing bad people, Yuan Xiaolou will naturally not give them a good look.
She shouted: "You don't care where I learned it from! I don't want to fight with you, don't force me!"
The other party said: "Haha, let me see which one is better, your ghost technique or my ghost technique! If you can win over me, I can consider letting you two go."
After saying that, countless groups of head-sized ghosts suddenly appeared out of thin air, rising and falling in the yard.
Upon seeing this, Yuan Xiaolou rushed out of the lobby, his hands quickly changed into handprints, and he chanted strange spells.
"Bang bang..."
As Yuan Xiaolou sang, the surrounding wind broke out, and then all the coffin boards in Yizhuang flew out. Rotting corpses crawled out of the coffins as if they had come alive.
